Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A moment ago, Min Jia had stopped moving and stood confidently. However, the next moment, upon seeing Chu Yihanâs expression, she instantly collapsed to the ground.
Her face turned ashen as she cried out, âNinth Imperial Uncle!â
If the arrogant and domineering disciples of the Imperial family had any fear for their elders, it wasnât their parents or the emperor. It was Chu Yihan!
When Chu Yihan was at the peak of his influence, they were still playing by the palace walls.
Now, upon hearing Chu Yihanâs inquiry, Min Jia immediately lowered her head and explained politely, âImperial Uncle, please forgive me. Min Jia didnât mean to offend. Itâs just that Su Yingxue deliberately struck Min Jia, leaving Min Jiaâs mother could not speak. Min Jia is afraid she might be a witch, so I did this!â
âIs that so?â
Chu Yihanâs gaze shifted to Su Yingxue. His eyes were dark and profound, making it impossible to discern his expression.
Saint Ruan suddenly felt a sense of danger.
âIs Chu Yihan planning to teach you a lesson for his niece?â He leaned on Su Yingxueâs shoulder and said sneakily.
Su Yingxue promptly stepped on his foot.
âYour Highness, I did hit the county lord, but it was the county lord who provoked me. I canât just stand there and let her hit me, right?â Su Yingxue responded confidently.
Chu Yihan walked to her side with a stern face. âWhich hand hit her?â
Su Yingxue glanced behind him. âI was afraid of getting dirty, so I used the county lordâs own hands to hit her.â
Min Jia gritted her teeth. Su Yingxueâs words were infuriating!
Chu Yihan patted Su Yingxueâs head and said gently, âYouâre smart enough. Otherwise, if your hand hurts, Iâll feel sorry for you.â
Min Jia was shocked by his words.
The Old Regional Prince gulped and fell silent.
Madam Shengâs eyes widened. Perhaps it was because the needle had been swallowed, but she could only open her mouth to curse. âHow can Your Highness be so biased? Su Yingxue hurt my Min Jia, but Your Highness doesnât stand up for her. Instead, you care for this slut?â
âSlut?â Chu Yihan raised his eyebrows.
He observed that although Madam Sheng was being supported by the servants, she could still stand. Thinking of the beating at the door, he looked at the Old Regional Prince. âIt seems that the executioners in Imperial Brotherâs residence are too lax. 1 will send two people to Imperial Brother.â
âNo, no, no⦠This is unnecessary! Your Highness, youâ¦â
The Old Regional Prince thought he couldnât accept such good intentions, but he didnât expect Mo Qi to bring people over so quickly.
Chu Yihan waved his hand. âLet your wife have a try. How about my men carry out the punishment?â
The men brought by Mo Qi dragged Madam Sheng over without any explanation. They were from the princeâs mansion and had a military background, making them quite adept at beating people. Madam Sheng raised her head and screamed in agony. âAh!!!â
âIt hurts! Master, save me! Master, save me!â
Madam Sheng was pressed down hard. She would scream in pain every time she was hit.
Saint Ruan clicked his tongue. âAs expected of Chu Yihan. How ruthless!â
She could even give up her life by scolding Su Yingxueâs slut.
Su Yingxue looked expressionless, but a flower had quietly bloomed in her heart.
As expected, when Your Highness protected her, he was even more ruthless than the King of the Underworld.
After only ten hits, Madam Sheng had already passed out, foaming at the mouth.
The Old Regional Prince trembled as he begged Chu Yihan. âMy wife insulted Miss Su and was rude. But please spare her for my sake, Your Highness.â
If this continued, Madam Sheng would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Chu Yihan didnât answer immediately. Instead, he turned around and rubbed Su Yingxueâs head.. âAre you still angry?â